Du Caige found himself pacing back and forth in a strange room, and his mood seemed to be very anxious and a little depressed.

The room is not big, but it feels very cozy.

The curtains are not completely closed, and the warm sunlight shines in, and the occasional breeze blows in, gently brushing the human face, bringing the sweet smell of early summer.

In sight, there is a transparent glass round coffee table, on which are placed two cups of mineral water, and a pot of green-skinned thick-leaved plants with pleasant appearance.

Centered on the coffee table, two single sofas are placed at almost right angles.

In one of the couches sat a woman.

The woman sat up straight, gracefully like a swan.

Of course, a swan in its twilight years.

She was at least fifty years old, with gray hair and fine wrinkles.

The appearance can only be regarded as Zhou Zheng, not beautiful, but the temperament is particularly good, tranquil, calm, confident and calm.

He wears a long casual shirt with florals, black cropped pants, and fluffy, bear-shaped slippers on his feet.

She sat there motionless, with a gentle, empathetic smile on her lips like a sculpture.

Du Caige immediately realized that this was another dream...... No, memory fragments.

This scene is likely to be a real thing.

After a while, Du Caige felt that he had stopped, looked at the woman, and said mockingly: "If you sit motionless, you can earn 1,200 yuan in an hour." With such easy money, it's no wonder that so many people want to be counselors!"

The woman smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "If you're ready, we're ready to go." ”

"You didn't answer my question directly. ”

"You didn't ask a question, and it didn't need to be answered," the woman said, "and if you weren't happy with my charge, you wouldn't come at all." I can understand that not everyone can easily open their mouth and tell their core secrets. Take your time, don't rush, I'm here until you're ready. ”

Du Caige felt that he was much more relaxed and stopped.

After a while, he found himself sitting in the sofa chair across from the woman, leaning back comfortably, his eyes looking at the ceiling.

Then there was a long silence.

After a long time, Du Caige felt his gaze move downward, staring at the woman's eyes, and his mood suddenly became nervous, as if he was about to tell some earth-shattering secret.

The woman bowed slightly, as if silently encouraging.

"Teacher Chen Quan, if I say that there is another soul living in my body, will you think I'm crazy?" Du Caige asked when he heard himself. The voice was forced to be calm, but there was still a hint of trembling exposed.

Chen Quan's eyes were sincere, and he smiled and said, "I will not doubt your words, because what you say must be true to you." However, we still need to continue to explore the practical significance of these things. ”

Du Caige felt relieved.

Chen Quan said, "What you just wanted to express is that you feel that you have another personality in your body?"

Du Caige lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "Not exactly, I think it's just a very long life memory, from another world, a world that is very similar to us, but with different subtleties." The memory was unconscious, or rather, the consciousness was asleep, leaving me unguarded to read the memories. ”

"Of course, it's not so easy to read those memories. I don't always read information that is useful to me, according to my own heart. ”

Then he raised his head and looked into Chen Quan's eyes: "If I say, in fact, I'm just a poor plagiarist." The songs I wrote, the scripts, and the cartoons I drew were all read from the memories of that life. I don't have any talent or talent at all, I don't deserve the fame, status and money I have, I'm just a fraudster, what do you think?"

......

Du Caige was shocked.

His shock seemed to be as if a stone had fallen into a pool of water, and the calm water rippled, causing the situation in the memory fragments to begin to distort and blur, and then the whole world collapsed.

Du Caige woke up in his bed.

Sweaty and slimy.

He sat up, panting heavily, and looked at the bedside alarm clock, which was faintly fluorescent: It was 4:12 a.m.

Was it a dream, or a fragment of memory, something that had actually happened?

To be sure, it's as simple as giving his counselor Chen Quan a phone call.

But what if...... If what the original owner said in the memory fragment is true, what does that mean?

Du Caige felt that he was about to seize a certain critical juncture.

But now his mind was drowsy and chaotic, and there was always a lack of light that broke through the fog.

He rubbed his head, got up and drank a glass of water, and went back to sleep, wanting to return to the memory fragment again.

......

The next morning, after Du Caige got up, after washing, he still yawned all day when he used the equipment to exercise in the small room.

In the second half of the night, he was always half-asleep and very alert, and the sound of the car engine, the sound of brakes, and the reversing warning of the garbage truck outside the window would wake him up.

Didn't sink into the memory fragment again.

When he got to the computer desk and carried 10,000 words, he found that he couldn't concentrate all the time, so he gave up and simply gave himself a day off.

He logged on to Weibo and found that the scolding of himself on the Internet had miraculously stopped, and was replaced by many people's speculation about the identity of "Lin Ke".

He looked at the post bar again, and slowly figured out that a group of big names in the music industry stood up to support him yesterday, and then the official Weibo update of the police headquarters, as well as Weibo and post bar, as well as a large number of games and forums under the Yuanguang Group blocked the word "Lin Ke".

Du Caige himself wondered, how could the original owner have such a lot of energy?

Well, the official micro-account of the police headquarters, perhaps, is purely coincidental.

The big names in the music industry, those are all national treasure artists, and they are probably all godfathers.

As for the Yuanguang Group's shielding of the word "Lin Ke...... Du Caige couldn't think of a reason at all.

Perhaps, it was just because the Internet was too noisy and affected the network environment, so Yuanguang Group blocked these two words to settle the dispute.

Du Caige didn't think deeply.

Since you give yourself a holiday, let your head rest.

As he listened to the song, he pulled a book from the bookshelf and read it with relish.

During the period, I received a few phone calls, including Brother Fan, my sister, Sister Ning, Jiang Youxi, and Duan Xiaochen's agent Ouyang Jin.

They all came to check how he was feeling, and they tried to find out how he got through those relationships and dispersed this huge storm.

Du Caige honestly said that he didn't know, but everyone didn't believe it.

Du Caige had to "hey, guess" before sending them away.